Paris Paloma

As Good A Reason
Ey-ey-ey-ey, ey-ey-ey-ey La-la-la Ey-ey-ey-ey, ey-ey-ey-ey La-la-la I met a woman with lips so red Her face aligned like spider webs I always remember the things she said It was so wise she [opened?] my eyes, and I'll never close again Oh, how she sighed when she stubbed a cigarette I felt compelled to enquire her for success "How do you do, how do you be so in love with yourself? Tell me please 'cause I need help" She said "Every time you are succeeding There's an old man somewhere seething And spite's as good a reason to take his power (Oh-oh-oh-oh) When you hate the body you are in Oh, love, you're acting just for him As he counts his gold and green in his ivory tower (Oh-oh-oh-oh) Our fear, it lines his pockets, love, so take that rage and bottle up And put a drop into his cup of wine (Oh-oh-oh-oh) You don't need him, you don't need me With that poisoned bottle, you'll be free But be damn sure you don't mix it up with mine" (Oh-oh-oh-oh) Letras de canciones Ey-ey-ey-ey, ey-ey-ey-ey La-la-la Ey-ey-ey-ey La-la-la I'm met a young girl with eyes so bright She was already getting sick of life Her arms were laden with his merchandise She asked me why I no longer try, and waste my time And I said, "Spite! 'Cause everytime you are succeeding There's an old man somewhere seething And spite's as good a reason to take his power When you hate the body you are in Oh, love, you're acting just for him As he counts his gold and green in his ivory tower Our fear, it lines his pockets, love, so take that rage and bottle up And put a drop into his cup of wine You don't need him, you don't need me With that poisoned bottle, you'll be free But be damn sure you don't mix it up with mine Be damn sure you don't mix it up mine" I met a woman with lips so red Always remember the things she said From Letras Mania